Killing, killing, killing.
That was the battlefield's main theme, its only tune.
It should have been.
But this battlefield was different.
A small group was indiscriminately helping the injured ninjas on both sides, rapidly making its way toward the area where the Third Kazekage and Hanzo were fighting. The orange-haired boy leading them had a remarkably loud voice, loud enough to drown out the explosions of the Explosive Tags.
"Stop fighting! War only brings suffering! We can stop and talk this out!"
Uchiha Yuji raised an eyebrow. On this battlefield, where hatred and bloodshed were intertwined, sorrow was commonplace. But the sorrow coming from this little group had none of its usual bitterness.
The boy's group wasn't particularly strong, but perhaps because they were helping the wounded, the ninjas fighting on both sides tacitly refrained from killing them.
"What are you doing? Are you even Rain Ninja anymore? You're helping our enemies?" Hanzo frowned deeply and shouted at the newcomers.
The Third Kazekage frowned as well. "Hmph. A bunch of young people dreaming impossible dreams while living in hell."
After weaving through the battlefield, all that shouting quickly wore down Yahiko. He took two deep breaths, and a faint tingling in his body gradually roused his spirits.
Hmm, traces of Ibuse's poison still lingered in the air, but they weren't having much effect anymore.
"War takes lives. We can sit down and talk things through—" Before Yahiko could finish, Iron Sand Drizzle came raining down.
The affected area wasn't very wide, so it was easy to dodge. But dodging would mean he had no right to speak with the Third Kazekage.
"Earth Style: Earth Wall."
Under his control, a thick earthen wall formed an oval-shaped shield. The immense chakra made it remarkably hard, and the Iron Sand Drizzle struck it